Freya only had limited memories of Wesley.

Yet, he had left her a deep impression.

Based on physical appearance, Wesley was not bad when compared to Chris or Brian. He was dangerously mysterious and projected a natural dignity, as if he came from the darkest place on earth.

If it took confidence and courage to approach to Brian and Chris, then it required much more to approach Wesley.

To simply put it, only the dauntless dared to confront Wesley.

The hot pot restaurant was decorated in an antique style. The customers filled up the open seats and the private rooms, and many more were waiting outside the door.

Confused, Freya asked, "Wesley is in the catering business? Such a drastic difference from his temperament."

Chris pulled out the chair for Freya. "Catering is not Wesley's main business. The Mu Family opened a hot pot restaurant in G city for more than 80 years. This is their branch in A city."

"If they are not in the catering business, why open a branch in Arlington?" Freya did not think Wesley would care for the meager revenue in the hot pot shop.

Chris said lightly, "Joanne likes the taste of their food. It was Brian's idea to open a branch in A city."

Freya's beautiful eyes widened, instantly inflicted by jealousy.

She needed to find some comfort from Chris -

Placing her chin on both of her hands, she smiled at Chris and asked, "do you know what I miss the most recently?"

Chris put the fresh organic vegetables into the boiling hot pot. "What?"

Blinking her eyes, Freya smiled playfully and charmingly with a wisp of hope hidden in her eyes. "The udon I had in a small restaurant in Japan!"

Next, Chris would ask her where in Japan the restaurant was at, and whether she still remembered the name of the restaurant... right?

Then, he would follow Brian's example by quietly opening a noodle restaurant that sold udon in A city, and imported all the ingredient from Japan!

Yet, reality was unfulfilling. Chris simply glanced at her lightly. "Did you had it during your trip to Japan last year with Joanne?"

Freya nodded, and wanted to remind Chris that he was missing the point.

Next, Chris did not ask for the address or name of the restaurant which caused disappointment to spread through Freya's small heart like a hurricane. Later, she kept her gaze down as she left the restaurant that even the passers-by could tell she was unhappy with a glance.

However, Chris seemed to not have noticed, and dropped her off at Lambert Group Media Co. . "Call me after you are done filming."

Freya first answered with an "en", then suddenly shook her head as if she'd woke up from a bad dream. "No need! I will go back on my own after I finish, you don't have to pick me up!"

It was the first time she spoke politely with him.

Chris looked deeply at Freya, and smiled lightly. "As you please."

He got back in the car and left as Freya got on the minivan and rushed to the filming scene.

In fact, she was filming for an MV as one of the female leads. Although there were only ten minutes of acting or so, there would be a few shots taken with the male protagonist in which they would engage in intimate contact. She dared not to tell Chris truthfully, let alone have him pick her up.

Usually, he would have banned her from posing in sexy clothing for magazines, not to mention participate in an intimate scene with others.

But attracted by this novelty and challenge to her career, Freya accepted the job offer without telling Chris the truth.

...

"Very good, next shot. All staff withdraw the scene, Freya enters, action!"

...

"Very good, prepare the next scene! Freya, touchup on the makeup."

...

The previous shooting went smoothly with only a few NGs due to bloopers. The director was very content with Freya's performance. "I've really chosen the right candidate."

Soon, Freya started the scenes with the male lead and began to make mistakes frequently. It was either the unnatural movement or her expression which did not meet the director's expectations.

Candy hurried over and apologized to the director. "It's her first time on the scene with a male actor. Please pardon her and give her a few more chances."

The director was not in a rush, so he called for a break and let Candy to go talk to Freya.

Knowing what the problem was, Candy opened a bottle of water and handed it to Freya. "You have to think about this as your job. If you really can't do it, try to see him as Chris."

Biting her teeth, Freya decided to go all out. "I'll try!"

By imagining the male lead as Chris, Freya's following shooting went quite smoothly.

The last scene took place on the sofa with the actor's arms around Freya's waist from the back while he intimately whispered in her ear. Freya needed to act as a sweet and vulnerable girl in his arms. Though she felt very awkward, she still performed with the kind of feeling the director wanted.

"Cut!" The director clapped his hands. "It' a wrap, thanks, everyone!"

In a sigh of relief, Freya tried to focus on how to explain to Chris so that he would not get too angry. But instead, she noticed that the actor's hands were still wrapped around her waist, grabbing her even tighter than before.

"Miss Freya, how about giving me your phone number? I will contact you tonight." The actor's voice sounded pleasing and flawless, but unfortunately, it lacked attractiveness. "I can introduce you to other directors."

The last sentence was too attractive for a Z-list model like Freya.

Freya thought about it and remembered this actor seemed to be a new generation idol. Whatever he lacked in real talents, he made up for with that little pretty face of his; his popularity could not be underestimated.

It seemed true what Candy had said about his dating skills being better than acting skills.

Contempt slid across Freya's lips as she roughly broke off his hands, and stood up with her heels on his toes.

"I'm a model, and I don't need to know any director. But you seem to be in need of a rich lady. I can introduce a few to you. Real rich woman~"

The actor's face turned black then red. "Freya!"

Freya smiled sweetly and gestured him to quiet down. "Don't get too excited, I will give you their contact information. Goodbye~"

She turned around graciously, and almost instantly, her whole body, along with the smile on her face, froze.

Chris.

Standing outside the filming scene dressed in a sleek suit, Chris looked so gloomy as if he could eat her alive.

Freya took a deep breath. "Stay calm."

She walked over and smiled stiffly, "Mr. Scott."

There were many eyes behind them so that she tried to keep a distance from Chris. Since Chris was the biggest sponsor of the show Top Model, it would be inappropriate to pretend that she didn't know him. She simply gave a "courteous greeting" to him.

Chris snorted coldly and dragged her out by the wrist regardless of the situation.

The director couldn't help but squint ambiguously at Candy. "What's going on?"

Candy shrugged and left, assuming that the director had already taken the hint.

At the same time, Chris pushed Freya into the car.

"Let's go!"

After the command, with a slam, Chris abruptly pulled down the divider between the front and rear seats. Freya trembled at the anger emitted from his voice.

On second thought, what was there to be afraid of? That was her job, was it wrong for her to do her job?

She sat down and explained in a serious way. "Chris, I can explain!"

Chris squinted at her with a gloomy look. Since he didn't tell her to stop talking, she just continued on. "I was very interested in this new opportunity, so I took the job."

"..."

She waited a long time for Chris's reply until he frowned slightly. "That's all?"

"What else could there be?" Freya thought for a moment. "All I did was hug him... was that too much?"

"I've said that you can't be in any show." Danger emitted from Chris's eyes. "How dare you disregard my words!"

Freya turned her head away. "But I just debuted, and someone is willing to give me a chance. How can I turn it down?"

Since she distanced from her family after the dispute, she needed to prove that she had the ability to make a living to avoid discussing her future with the stubborn Mr. Norris.

As she thought more about it, Freya added resentfully, "I know my limits, and you should not interfere with my work."

Chris's anger turned into laughter. "What is your limit?"

Agitated by the way Chris treated her as if she didn't understand anything, Freya stopped talking.

After simmering with anger on the way, Freya decided to challenge Chris's bottom line when they arrived home. "Maybe there will be more intimate acting in the future! You... hey, what are you doing!"

Chris pressed her against the back of the door, his angry face pressed against her face.

Frightened, she tried to explain to him, but her words were blocked by his violent kiss.

"What kind of intimate? Hm?"

With a "slash", a sudden coldness swept through her body, and Freya lost the chance to answer.

...

When it came to this kind of thing, Freya discovered Chris's beasty side for the first time. Later, while he was taking a shower, she sneaked away.

At eleven o'clock at night, without the courage to go home or go back to the apartment, Freya drove Chris's car around the city and stopped outside a bar.

She did not expect to run into Travis.

He seemed to have come directly from the company with a loosened tie around his neckline, laughing with the girls in both of his arms. The girls flocked around him like little birds that couldn't wait to get into his arms. They slightly hammered on his chest. "You are such a playboy."

Travis smiled and naturally bent down to kiss the girl in his arms. It was at that moment when he saw Freya.

Immediately, he pushed away the girl in his arms and walked over. "Why are you here so late?"

He knew that Freya had a fight with her father, then she should be with Chris at this time, but why could Chris let her come to a place like this?

Without a second guess, Travis asked, "did you fight with Chris?"

Freya shrugged and smiled. "Quit picking up girls, let's talk."

Travis walked Freya to the bar, and they sat down one stool away from each other.

Travis ordered a juice for Freya and smiled. "Why are you avoiding me now? Don't you want to make him jealous when you're with me?"

Freya sneered upon his idea and stopped the bartender from pouring the juice. Instead, she knocked on the bar. "Long Island Iced Tea."

"I thought you quit alcohol?"

Freya straightened her back and casually crossed her long legs. "Momma needs a drink today!"

She had always done what she wanted to do.

What she didn't know was that Chris was approaching the limit of anger at this time.

A bath was enough to calm him down. He wanted to talk to Freya about her work, but only to see an empty room when he opened the door.

He underestimated Freya's temper. He looked at the entrance, surely enough, her shoes and his car keys were missing.

Who allowed her to run around this late at night?

Chris dialed Freya's number but she didn't pick up the call. Instead, she sent back a text message.

- I went home.

When he tried to call again, all he could hear was the system voice message: The number you have dialed has been turned off.